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Good shot there, Kritten!
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Emergency meeting. It is an emergency meeting.
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You've been having an emergency meeting for the last week when we've been gone.
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Every single five seconds you send me a clip of your own emergency meeting by yourself.
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Yes. And the first thing that happens when I walk back in the door is you say emergency meeting.
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It's an emergency. What's the emergency?
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You know an emergency!
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You know! Emergency is, I eat a vodka and orange.
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Where's the blues?
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I don't want to eat a vodka and orange.
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Is there happiness there?
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Where are the blues?
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Oh.
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Bodies all round?
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Calm down. You know me.
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Okay, he's a Logan, doesn't he?
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Yeah, he does fucking need a Logan. Aw, Luke.
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Mr. Luke. I don't need a body.
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This is for healthy. Body and orange!
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Body and orange today.
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Tomorrow we're all hungover.
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Super straightener day. I'm tired of this shit.
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Alright, what's your emergency? First things first, an emergency meeting.
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Andrews had a body in orange, so I poured one for me and Luke.
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That's it. That is true. This is a procedure.
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Standard procedure. How does Junior Richard have been a body in orange?
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He's a dick. Luke doesn't think drinking is good for you.
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But the two richest, toughest, smartest guys he knows love to booze.
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We drink copious amounts of booze.
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It's true. Let me tell you a story.
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I was once reading, right?
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I was reading an article about how alcohol is bad for you and it damages your brain cells and how smoking is bad for you and it gives you cancer.
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So you know what I stopped doing? READ IT! And ever since I've become richer and more powerful than ever before.
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Think about it. Some dork with a book.
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Or a man full of booze and cigars.
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Who would you rather fight? It's true.
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I'd rather fight the dork. Exactly.
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That is true. That was you in university.
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Yeah. You're doing your math. It is true.
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You're doing your math. Yeah, no, to be fair.
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I got math to you. One plus one.
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Yeah. That's it. One time, I was drinking gin and tonic on ice.
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Sliced a lemon. Felt horrible.
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So I changed from gin and tonic, switched to whiskey and coke with some ice.
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Felt like shit. So I gave off ice.
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Listen. You think you won the first dice match.
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Don't worry about me. I got millions.
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I got trillions. You know what?
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Listen, listen. When I message a bitch, you know what I say?
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Hello, bitch. I'm a trillionaire.
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T. Trillion.
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Pass billion. Don't worry about me.
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So I got 500,000. You want to play 500,000 dice?
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Let's go. You think you got a little bit of money?
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Bro, what's that? Let's go!
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Where's the dice? Bro, you got ready.
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Where's the dice? You want to roll first or second?
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First or second? Second?
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Yeah, yeah. Woo!
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No problem.
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I'm referee! No problem.
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No problem. No problem.
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Six! Woo!
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Six! Six!
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Okay, okay, okay. Look here.
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20 Lions. Yeah, look here.
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We're not getting the same 20 Lions.
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Four! Four!
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Four! Four! Four! Get your money ready!
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Get your money ready! Three!
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Three! Give my money! Give my money!
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Give my money! Give my money!
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A thousand!
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A thousand! Let's go!
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One thousand and nothing!
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One thousand and five!
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One thousand and five! One thousand and five!
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One thousand and eight!
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Let's go! One thousand and five hundred!
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1,500 Oh shit!
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This is what I'm saying, I told you!
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This!
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1,500 guys!
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Fuck me!
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3!
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3 again!
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How much?
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$1,500, bitch!
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$1,500, my friend.
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You gotta pay out! That's nice!
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Keep counting because I might buy my cigar for the night.
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Alright, keep counting.
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Listen, listen.
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One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
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Five more more. One, two, three, four, five, five, five, five.
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Like the same amount what what does the fire before my friend?
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I'm already one, right?
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I'm gonna do you a favor.
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Because I'm a nice man.
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He's a nice guy. One, two, three, four, five hundred left.
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Okay. Five hundred left.
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Five hundred left. No, no. The table won't.
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I want to spend all my wine.
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I thought the five hundred light. Bro, I'm too rich.
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Let's go! Let's go!
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Dice! Let's go!
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One thousand five hundred. Let's go.
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Do you want to go first? Go. Go.
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Roll the dice!
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Roll the dice!
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Lift the voice by now.
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Ding!
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Woo! Six!
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Six!
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Shit! Okay.
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Okay. Okay.
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Give me the money. Give me the money under the table.
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Bro. Look.
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Here. Three more times.
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Three more times.
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Three more times. Three more times.
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How much do I get?
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One, two, three. No, no, no.
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I already gave them. Three more times.
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Three more times as well.
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Five hundred. No, no, no.
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It's here. You already have your time already.
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I'm with you now.
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Who's sicker?
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Momon!
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No, no, no, no!
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That doesn't count!
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No, no, no!
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Pause this on camera.
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I say it doesn't count, because he bowed before they agreed terms.
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Pause this!
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Say Momon!
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Pause!
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Cut the video.
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I'll show you how much we bet on.
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Three more times.
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Cut the video.
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Five hundred.
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Yeah, two times.
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Okay? No problem. Okay?
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No problem. Look here!
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Look here!
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Look here!
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What? You can't win.
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You're world one. Ah, it's high roll.
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Whoa! Did you kick it with your foot?
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No, no, no. No, you didn't.
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Five. Okay. Listen, don't ever try to kick it with your foot.
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No, no, no. If he touches you, you lose.
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Yeah. No, it doesn't count if anyone touches him.
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But if you touch it on purpose.
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Wait, wait, wait, wait. Let me count.
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I'm your own name. I like it.
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I like it for your own name.
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One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, nine, ten.
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One, two, three. Okay.
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Okay, yeah. You can't touch your own name.
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No, no. Well, let's go.
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Two more rolls. I'm glad you missed one.
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Luke, you're ready. 1,500 left for a roll.
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Less talking, more rolling.
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Come on, Lewis. Two. Please, Lewis.
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Luke, roll the dog. Look here!
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One! Three!
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You all made a roll.
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Andrew, Andrew, we all know you rolled two.
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We all know. Nah, I don't think so.
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Ah, shit!
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He's got the high roll!
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Look here. Girls, stand up.
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Stand up. You cannot manipulate the dice.
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Stand up, girls. It has to be seen as what it is.
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Three! Ah, three!
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Reroll! Reroll!
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Andrew, look, look.
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Everyone roll over here so they're going on the couch.
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Yeah. Over here. Over here.
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Five. And move.
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Six. Six!
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Six! Six!
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Six! Six!
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Six! Six! Six! Six! Six!
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Your five can't beat me!
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I'm the king of dice!
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Your five can't beat me!
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1,500 players!
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Your five can't beat me!
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You give me the six to survive!
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But one more chance to win, to the last chance to win for the last two years, three times in a row!
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1,500 lambs, 10 million dollars.
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I've been counting my alpacas on me.
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I haven't been in Romania in so long.
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I don't know.
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I don't trust Romania.
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Let's go. Go back to the room.
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Go back to the room.
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Look. Look here.
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Last row.
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What is this?
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A ninja roll?
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That's bullshit. What's a ninja roll?
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What is that? Two?
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Two! Two!
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2, verify 2 You have to pick 1 Trust me Who is it?
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A is going to be a 4 Or A is going to be a shot of vodka A shot of vodka I'm guaranteed to win.
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join, rebaffle, question me on Twitter and send me an email receiving your answer as well!
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And don't let this bath bomb make me feel too tired to wash my hands on the sofas!
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I'm just a pocket man, how can I use a 300?
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That's what my mates call a pocket bomb.
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Back in the day, running in the street.
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Alright, let me home, check me home, shit, don't worry about it.
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Let's do it.
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Go with you.
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Two gold.
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Two goal.
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Woo! Five! Five!
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Woo! Woo!
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Listen!
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What?
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What do you know about me?
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Pay me!
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I'll pay you!
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Oh, fuck off you guys!
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I warned you!
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Stay away from me!
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Stay away from me, you little bad man!
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Hey, give me the money!
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Listen, everyone on Twitter, right?
|
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Labgen's rich, right?
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But now he's poor.
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You fucked with a bad boy!
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You can't fuck with me when it comes to dice!
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Pay me! Whoa!
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Whoa! Whoa!
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Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
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